Shocked, everyone except Master has a vest

When the sunlight shone through the curtains onto the girl's bed, she slowly opened her eyes. She felt an unprecedented tiredness, but at the same time, she also felt an indescribable sense of satisfaction.

She sat up and saw Jun Yuzheng standing outside the door. She quickly smoothed out the wrinkles on Qianjiao Quemei's clothes.

"Master, good morning." The girl's voice was a little lazy.

Jun Yuzheng walked into the bedroom, his eyes full of doting, he walked over and rubbed the top of the girl's head: "Yue'er, how is your consciousness recovering?"

“Master, I feel like I’m okay again.

The girl nodded and clenched her fist.

Jun Yuzheng patted the girl's head with his big hand and said proudly, "My dear disciple, go out and face the final test and fight against the inner demon mirror."

The girl moved her legs and was about to step on the ground. The master sighed softly, picked up the shoes placed next to her, held the girl's feet in stockings, and gently put the shoes on.

The sunlight cast mottled shadows in the room. The immortal was half-kneeling on the ground, with hair hanging down like flowing moonlight. His clear and delicate face was serene, and every movement of his slender jade-like fingers revealed unparalleled calmness and elegance.

The girl suddenly felt that the shoes had become expensive.

"Thank you, Master." The girl said softly, with a barely perceptible tremor in her voice. The touch of Master's fingertips on her ankle lingered for a long time and felt numb.

Jun Yuzheng stood up, reached out, gently held the girl's hand, and pulled her up from the bed.

He led the girl out of the bedroom. The snowy scene outside the palace was still there. They walked out of the bedroom together, passed through the long corridor, and came to the sword training ground.

The girl let go of her master's hand, walked to the center of the sword training ground, and raised the Autumn Water Sword.

Her shadow slid to the other side like running water, then slowly rose up, dissolving like ink, revealing a figure that looked exactly like the girl, with clothes as tragic as fire.

The fake Qin Muyue's eyes are evil and smart, with three parts of indifference, three parts of domineering, and three parts of coldness on her face. Compared with the sanctimonious Qin Muyue, she is more like the saint version of Qin Muyue from the devil cult.

The girl secretly clicked her tongue, she didn’t expect herself in the if line to be so cool, sister, I can do it!

[Host, you don't even let yourself go?! ]

[I am so beautiful, of course I am a walking hormone, a woman among women! A magnet among magnets! God! Devil! La!]

[Host, if you say anything more, I will knock you both down]

[Narcissus is not a bad idea]

Jun Yuzheng: What Narcissus? Don’t you want your waist anymore?

The girl was making silly comments in her heart, and her master heard it all. At this time, the girl didn't know how terrible her jealous master was.

"The king of heaven and the tiger of earth?" said the fake Qin Muyue.

"The pagoda suppresses the river monster!" The girl received the signal immediately.

There was a hint of smile in their eyes.

“Look at my unique martial arts skill, the Iron Mountain Lean Back!” The fake Qin Muyue patted the non-existent basketball, crossed his arms, and twisted his shoulders with the force of hitting the mountains.

"Because you are so beautiful!" The girl smiled as if she was meeting a fellow villager, her eyes full of tears.

The fake Qin Muyue knelt on the ice, clasped his hands together, and said in a low voice: "Your Majesty! I am late. Your Majesty is not without a sword heart and is not willing to make progress! Your Majesty is busy with all kinds of affairs. Your Majesty can do whatever you want!"

"You are the law of nature! Who can control you? Your Majesty, please keep flying! I will always be with you!"

"What a traitor in the world of immortal cultivation." The girl covered her belly which was almost showing her abdominal muscles and said while trying not to laugh.

"Your Majesty! I am a good fox!"

"Reward, I will reward you generously!" The real and fake girls began to put their arms around each other's shoulders.

Jun Yuzheng: The moons look like they are seriously ill...and yet they are so cute.

"Your Majesty! Go out and save the world!" The fake Qin Muyue high-fived the girl and disappeared in an instant.

"Disciple...you did very well." Jun Yuzheng's narrow and long phoenix eyes widened slightly. He had lived for so long and had seen everything, but he had never seen anyone pass the trial like this.

"I'm not that outstanding. It's only when I'm outside that I can stand out." The girl said, scratching her head.

The illusion gradually collapsed. The master patted the girl's shoulder with a hint of attachment in his eyes, and said softly: "Disciple, I will leave first. You are in Daqi Sect. Be careful about everything."

"Disciple obeys!" The girl clasped her fists and watched her master walk into the darkness where the illusion collapsed.

The water of Chenjian River flowed eastward. The girl stood on the river, opened her eyes, and stared at a transparent human-shaped figure.

"I am clearly giving you a test, so why can't I see your illusion? Tell the truth, are you cheating?" The eyes of the spirit in the secret realm were as big as copper bells.

"Wait a minute, don't spit blood at me," Qin Muyue retorted with her hands behind her back. "My illusion was broken into by someone, but I survived. I escaped after realizing the sword heart. I am going to represent the Wuji Xianzong Tianjian Mountain to hold you accountable!"

The spirit in the secret realm thought that the Daqi Sect did not dare to offend the Wuji Xian Sect, not to mention that this was taught directly by Tianjian Peak.

"There are so many illusions, it's impossible to manage them all." The spirit in the secret realm touched his nose.

“Fellow Daoist…”

A weak voice came from under her feet. The girl looked down and saw a handsome man lying wet at her feet, as if he was drowning.

Shen Zhao disguised himself as a disciple of the Blood Crane Sect. His red robe was tightly fitting his body curves, but one of his shoulders had slipped off.

Revealing her thin shoulders and deep and beautiful collarbones, water drops slid down her graceful neck, leaving wet lines. The man lowered his almond-shaped eyes, slightly parted his moist lips, with bright eyes and white teeth, and said in a deliberately seductive tone: "Your Excellency Dao saved my life, and I will repay you with my body."

"Traitor, how dare you!" Qin Muyue's tone was a little teasing. She did not help him up immediately. Seeing the familiar burning fever, she knew it was the Demon Lord in disguise without the system's reminder.

Shen Zhao raised his head, his almond-shaped eyes flashing with innocence. He was not panicked even though he was exposed: "Dao Jun, I... I was just passing by here and accidentally fell into the water. I don't know Dao Jun at all, how could I..."

"Zhao'er, stop messing around," Qin Muyue's lips curled up into a smile. She squatted down, gently lifted Shen Zhao's chin with her fingers, and forced him to look at her. "Why don't you wait for your master outside the secret realm? It's very dangerous here, you know?"

Shen Zhao could no longer pretend. He stood up and hugged the girl tightly: "Master's consciousness has been lost in the illusion for four days. I am really worried."

"Okay, don't worry, change back to your original appearance and go out." The girl patted the Demon Lord's broad back, thinking that his back muscles were really well trained.

"Yes! Master!" Shen Zhao was pleasantly surprised, and his body gradually shrank into the appearance of a young boy.

The spirit in the secret realm touched his nose and waved his hand to teleport the two annoying people away.

On the other side, the Daqi Sect's teleportation array lit up, and another group of disciples walked out. Qin Muyue and Shen Zhao were among them and were discovered by the three people waiting outside the array.

"Senior sister!" Liu Ruyan was the first to run over, and she put her hand on the girl's shoulder and looked her up and down. "Senior sister has been in the illusion for four days."

"I feel like it's only three days." Qin Muyue was stunned. She felt like it was only three days, so why didn't the time in the illusion match?

"There must be something wrong with the illusion. Look how thin my senior sister has become due to hunger." Liu Ruyan took out a box of pastries and stuffed it into the girl's hand.

"Junior sister, let me give you some basic information about the levels of spiciness." Qin Muyue accepted the pastry with a sincere smile.

"What level?" Liu Ruyan thought they were discussing cooking skills.

"Slightly spicy, medium spicy, very spicy, super spicy, I miss you so much that you're dying!" Qin Muyue waved her autumn water folding fan and uttered a bunch of cheesy love words.

Shen Zhao: Humph, sooner or later, Master will say this to me

The divine consciousness focused on Yu Fengxue here:......

Yan Shiyin: I envy the position that Junior Sister Liu holds in the Young Master's heart.

Tsuruma: Is this how chili peppers are used?

"Hate it, senior sister is still so unruly." Liu Ruyan said coquettishly and punched the girl's shoulder with her little pink fist.

"Since you are all here, I will mercifully tell you a secret!" Qin Muyue mysteriously took out three envelopes from his waist bag.

The three of them took the envelope, their expressions changed drastically, and there was horror in their eyes.

Shen Zhao, a short guy, jumped up and down to see what was written on the envelope, but he couldn't see anything at all.

Liu Ruyan opened her own envelope and quickly read it. Her face turned pale. She grabbed Qin Muyue's arm and shook her head sadly: "Senior Sister, don't..."

He Zhen and Yan Shiyin's faces turned dark, and they became angrier the more they looked at the girl. They held down the girl's shoulders from the left and right.

"Junior sister, I don't allow you to go out and surrender!" This was the first time the two reached a consensus because of Qin Muyue.

"Unfortunately, you also have my poisonous insect in your body." Qin Muyue smiled slightly and snapped his fingers. Xiaoying puppet appeared and held the two unconscious people.

Qin Muyue caught Liu Ruyan.

"Master, why did you poison them?" Shen Zhao's face was full of horror. He couldn't understand the girl anymore.

"Shh, the master has his own arrangements." Qin Muyue put a finger in front of his lips.

"Disciple believes in Master," Shen Zhao nodded, and a tiny, imperceptible poisonous insect crawled into his collar.

Qin Muyue secretly glanced at her senior brother whose face was as cold as ice. Yu Fengxue was staring at her and didn't react at all because she poisoned her fellow disciple.

[Could it be that the master sent a jade slip to the eldest brother and told him the plan? ]

Yu Fengxue: Oh, no need for the jade slip. I know everything he did with you in the past three days.

There were many questions in Yu Fengxue's eyes, which eventually turned into cold silence. His heart seemed to be abandoned in a cold pool of water, unable to extricate himself.

Yu Fengxue thought unwillingly: Why, it was clearly him who kissed A Yue first, why was it Jun Yuzheng who got there first in the end.

Obviously...

It's him who got the love letter first

It was he who first made an engagement with Ah Yue in such a difficult situation.

Why did A Yue still choose to get involved with her master?

The tassels on the scholar's crown swayed gently. The man as stern as a sword lowered his eyes, his long eyelashes drooping, as if all his sorrows and joys disappeared in an instant. He slowly curled up his bony fingers, hid them in his sleeves, and pinched the Wutong beads hard, until his knuckles turned white.

As the last batch of disciples walked out of the teleportation array, the square of Daqi Sect gradually became lively.

The disciples were either excitedly sharing their experiences in the illusion, or tiredly looking for a place to rest.

At this moment, a loud voice rang out, penetrating the noise in the square and attracting everyone's attention.

"Dear disciples, please be quiet for a moment." The speaker was a middle-aged man wearing a luxurious robe and with a dignified temperament. He stood on a high platform in the square and glanced at the crowd below. It was the leader of the Daqi Sect, Fu Tianquan.

There was an unquestionable authority in Fu Tianquan's voice, which made the originally bustling square quickly quiet down.

All the disciples stopped talking and turned their eyes to the sect leader on the platform.

"The first round of trials has ended, and each of the disciples has performed well." Fu Tianquan said slowly, his voice echoing in the square, "During the rest time, I hope everyone can reflect on what they have gained and lost in the illusion, and prepare for the final competition of the Sword Forging Conference."

"Okay, the first round of trials is over. Everyone, please go home." Fu Tianquan announced the last words.

"Gentlemen, wait a minute!" Qin Muyue suddenly spoke.